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If she was taken.

The words hung there for a moment for him, though he did not want to believe them. Mira was no longer just a small cub at her mother's teat; he wanted to believe that she could hold her own if she had to, as she had the drive. But even with his certainty, there was still a pit of doubt that seemed all consuming.

He made an affirming note—either way, taken or not, there would be reprecussions with resolute severity. If she had gone astray for whatever reason, he imagined his disappointment in not knowing and Hydra's scathing scolding would change the tune for better or worse. But if she had been taken, it would only be another head on their list to wear a blazing target.

"I should resume my search," he said then, not wanting to hold Toad up any longer.